Radiance of the Moon

I’m watching the clouds
Roll past the moon
Dark, voluminous, and gray
But they don’t diminish its shine.

Down below there is
a lightning storm
But those bolts illuminate
This hazy horizon line.

I have a cup of coffee resting with me
On the hollow trunk of my car
I hear the whisper of the highway
Saying strangers aren’t too far.

The sky lights up for a second
Then fades again just as soon.

The thunder echoes to remind me
That wherever we look up from:
We’re each just a fragmented second
From the radiance of the moon.

--Written by Sandy Heights